Before he transmigrated, archaeology professor Shen Dian was grunting away as he dug up a grave at an ancient ruins site.
Then he swung his hoe and transmigrated into the Great Zhou Dynasty, 2,700 years in the past, becoming a fourteen-year-old dimwit scholar in Jiangnan preparing to take the provincial exam.
Even more absurdly, this young scholar had a secret identity: he was a spy for the crown prince, Zhou Yu.
To stay alive, Shen Dian was forced to become the crown prince's lackey, sending a secret letter to the capital every month to report all the gossip from Jiangnan's officialdom in real time.
But Zhou Yu was hard to please. Not only was his temper awful, he was also a complete pain in the neck.
One day, Shen Dian could take it no longer. He got up the courage by getting drunk, wrote an indescribable story, and sent it to the crown prince's residence overnight at full gallop.
To hell with that damn crown prince. I'm done serving him.
Ten days later, the crown prince replied as usual, but secretly rewarded him with a hundred taels of gold.
Shen Dian was full of question marks. Your Highness, you're such a pervert.
After that, Shen Dian's secret reports to the capital became more and more indecent.
He went from "Your subject has admired Your Highness for a long time and longs to see you" to "Your subject has plenty of tricks and knows how to please people," finding all sorts of ways to disgust him.
Later, the newly appointed top scholar, Lord Shen Dian, was pinned down on the dragon bed by the crown prince, now emperor.
Zhou Yu coldly undid his imperial robe. Come on, let me try out your tricks.
Shen Dian: ...Sob.
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When Zhou Yu was a young crown prince, he lived as if he were walking on thin ice.
His stepmother controlled the court, his father was an incompetent and suspicious emperor, and his several elder brothers schemed against one another to seize the throne. Civil and military officials were forced to pick sides, and state affairs were left to rot.
Everyone thought the underage crown prince was a joke and that he would be deposed sooner or later.
So the young crown prince had no friends or confidants and rarely went out. He spent his days hiding in the cold, lonely Eastern Palace, living in constant fear.
No one knew that the young crown prince secretly harbored the burning ambition to rule the empire.
And what kept the young prince gritting his teeth and moving forward...
was a series of letters from Jiangnan, sent by a scoundrel who deserved to be beheaded a hundred times over.
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2. Archived on 2021.12.17
Theme: Finding true love.
